Well, what can I say? It's true. She's a daddy's girl. She will only wave to him (her most recently acquired party trick), and when he comes in the door, her smile widens with excitement. When I come in the door, she looks at me, and then looks around, like "and....?" As her name means, she is "her father's joy" as well.
Even though she has been a fountain of snot this past week from a little cold (every time she sneezed, she projectiled two heat-sensing snot torpedoes that seemed aimed at the nearest warm body, of course, me), she still grabs my heart looking up at me and smiling through the goobies and snot hanging off her face.
We had a wonderful first Easter with Abby. We enjoyed an Easter egg hunt at the chuch of Maw Maw & Poppy (Dan's parents), and while Abby had no idea what was going on, she enjoyed watching the kids running around looking for eggs.
We are continuing a long time tradition from the Bell side of the famiy with a jellybean trail marked with "A" for Abby to find her Easter basket. This was a tradition for many years at my Peepaw & Gramma's house for me and my brothers and sister. Abby loved it! She managed to get a few jellybeans in her mouth before I could put them out of reach.
I don't even know if this picture was taken on Easter or not, but it is just so "Abby" - that expression, I had to include it.
"...must... put... toy... in... mouth..."
